Date: Sat, 13 Sep 2003 15:56:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kevin Hoover <kevinhoover2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Reminiscences - Part 4

(My Brothers)

	To keep on writing these memories of so long ago is something that
I found therapeutic and a way of having company, even if it is of
ghosts. The life I live nowadays isn't that exciting anymore. Today I spend
my days running from my job in the much larger city I moved to when I
turned 18 and this small house (I hate apartments) I share with my
dog. Occasionally I go out and occasionally I meet somebody for a fleeting
encounter; but I never had a steady relationship with anybody else after I
left my house and my family. My daddy is gone and so is my uncle, only my
two brothers are still alive and living on the same place. Today they are
almost my father's age when I was fucked for the first time and maybe they
are the reason why I still haven't found my companion in this life.

	Every time I am interested in somebody my comparison pattern is too
high to be met. Although my brothers are still alive and we still are in
touch, now they are married and have children of their own. Never again we
touched ourselves after I went away, but my memories of those days are too
vivid and they always return to haunt me and to keep me in search... in
search of the man that will be my man and my lover. But my searching always
ends up in nothing because maybe the man I search for only exists in my
mind and in my childhood days. Those days that keep returning to me,
filling my mind and filling my room with noises, scents, and the tangible
presences of people left behind. Days like the one when I followed my
brothers and caught them in the barn fucking the cow. That day, the family
cycle was completed and I became my brother's slut as well.

	There was not a specific reason why I decided to go after my
brothers when they returned home after one hard day of work. As usual, as
soon as they got home they began doing their chores around the house before
dinner was announced. One of those chores was to tend the animals before
nightfall and after they entered the barn something simply 'clang' in my
head and I went after them. My relationship with my brothers was a very
good one; they always treated me like their puppet, taking care of me and
helping me in everything I needed. I adored them and always tried to return
their love by polishing their boots, handing them some fruits and water
when they were working around the house and they always thanked me smiling
and tousling my hair. They could have been my fathers if we counted the age
difference, but they always called me 'little bro'.

	After I was initiated in the sexual life many things changed in my
life, including the way I looked at people. After uncle Thad prompted me
into the art of helping people out in their needs, and after I experienced
with my father the joy of giving pleasure to a lonely man, I began to
wonder where my brothers found comfort and why they hadn't married yet when
you always got married early when you live in a region like ours. They had
their girlfriends, I even knew their names, but they dated only when they
went to town at every two weeks or so, but I think that they didn't fuck
them since things weren't that way in those times. Probably what they got
was some grabbing and rubbing, hands on the tits and nothing else. I even
heard them saying things like 'blue balls' and finished me out with her
hand', which I didn't quite grab it at the time. When a kid loves someone
he will always try to be like his object of love and I remember that I
always said I would like to be like my brothers when I grew up because they
were strong, virile, hard workers and I found them really handsome. Just
like everybody else in the family they were burly, tall men, and in the
case of my brothers, they were a long way from being fat yet. Their bodies
were the bodies of any other man who used to work out three times a week,
the difference was that their gym happened to be under the sky.

	Anyway, wondering about their needs I began to pay more attention
to them. After our initial sexual outburst, my father and I fell in the
pattern every couple eventually falls when they get married. We practically
fucked once a week, and I gotta tell that he was the best fucker of all
them, maybe because of the factor that he was my father and that triggered
something inside me, and I still had uncle Thad who also had his share
whenever possible. Without this being talked about, my brothers knew that
something was going on in the house and I guess that uncle Thad filled them
in about my recent acquired condition in the clan, but they never mentioned
anything to me. Although they kept acting like always I could detect some
difference in their eyes when we happened to be alone. I think they were
looking at me the same way I began looking at them, with sexual lust. My
eyes involuntarily always found their way to their crotches when I got near
them and I felt their eyes, sometimes even their careless hands, on my
butt. And I always wondered how they did when they felt that urge that
comes over us when our hormones begin to work double shift.

	In the afternoon I followed them into the barn I had no reason to
expect I would see what I saw and what I got there, but I say it was the
perfect timing. I expected to find them feeding the cattle with hay, and
they were feeding them all right, but not with hay. There weren't too many
animals in the barn, but quite enough to keep them busy and I found them at
the far back of the shed. I could see from where I was that they were
closing the gate of this small pen made of steel pipes with a cow
inside. This pen had been built to keep the animal inside when some wound
treatment was necessary, or vaccination or even to milk a more difficult
young and inexperienced cow in the first two or three days after delivering
a youngster. But as I approached them I saw clearly that it had other
purposes as well. My younger brother, Niklas, dragged a bale of hay, placed
it at the foot of the gate and climbed on it. With my mouth hanging open I
saw him fumble with his pants and haul out his already hard cock and place
it at the cow's big, black pussy, which was placed conveniently above the
upper pipe and could be easily reached and manipulated, as my older
brother, Fredrik, lifted the tail and held it out of the away. The cow,
fucking whore, seemed to be enjoying this because she didn't react and
simply stood there as Niklas toyed with her cunt.

	I was flabbergasted and must have emitted some sound because
Fredrik saw me and said something to Niklas, who turned around and climbed
down the hay bale, his cock still jutting out of his pants. "Hey little
bro, come closer. You wanna have a finger in the pie too?" Niklas said
stealing a glance over his shoulder to Fredrik. They didn't seem to be
embarrassed and even chuckled at the joke. I stammered and asked them what
they were doing and Niklas replied sarcastically saying that I knew very
well what they were doing. "We know you do this every night, Kevin, only in
this case you play the cow". He said and they both laughed again, but they
didn't mean to hurt my feelings; they just meant it as a joke, a
remark. "C'mere Kevin, maybe you'd like to play with a pussy just for a
change, c'mere, we're gonna help you". Fredrik said and waited for my reply
and when I didn't say anything because I was still shocked at the scene, he
added "Unless you want to play the cow again for Niklas and for me, uh?"
"Yeah", Niklas agreed, "yeah, what if you play around with me and Fredrik
just like you do with uncle Thad and our father? I'm sure you'll like it
too and the fun will be double." He said at the same time he grabbed his
crotch and squeezed it, making it bulge obscenely. I looked at Fredrik and
saw a bulge in his pants too. They were so much alike in appearance, but so
different in behavior. Niklas was more expansive and playful and Fredrik
was more reserved, even though he had his quota of jokes too.

	I simply didn't have the chance to answer because they came around
me and began to rub their bodies against mine, Niklas took my hand and
placed it on his flaccid cock still hanging out thru his fly and Fredrik
came from behind and ran his big, heavy hands over my buttocks. I could not
believe this was happening, but I was getting hot, just like them. "Why
not?" I thought to myself, "after all they must have the same needs my
father and my uncle had and I am horny too, since the last time I was
fucked by my father was five days ago". Without saying a word I took
Niklas' cock in my hand and felt it grow bigger between my fingers and I
stroked it slowly up and down. His eyes closed and he moaned "Yeah, Kevin,
fucking good, little bro. Keep doing it". Fredrik had removed his cock as
well and moved his hips into my ass, the cow momentarily forgotten. "I
heard you can do great things with your mouth and ass, little bro, why
don't you show us what you can do? We've got some time before father comes
back and uncle Thad is busy with dinner. Show us what you can do." I could
feel his large hand move around to my ass and it slipped into my pants and
briefs. He ran his rough hand softly over my ass, feeling for the crevice
between the cheeks, until I felt a finger further separate my cheeks and
then he found my asshole. "Ok", I said, "but are we gonna do it here?" They
looked around and saw that we needed a better place. We moved to an area
close to the bales of hay and there even was a bed made of hay where they
surely took some nap whenever they had a chance.

	The incredible thing is that we didn't waste time talking; they
simply unbuckled their pants, unzipped them, let them drop on the floor and
presented their meat to me and I was happily rewarded with two big
cocks. But let me describe a little better my brothers. They were two years
apart but looked a lot alike. They were both tall and broad, muscled,
hairy, biceps about as thick as my thighs, extremely rugged and
handsome. They also had green eyes, which illuminated their whole body when
they laughed, giving them a mischievously appearance and caused a great
contrast with their fine, sunburned, blonde hair. Their bibs or their jeans
always fit so that I got a good look at their crotches. Their shoulders
were broad and their arms were as thick as logs. Their legs strained
against their jeans. During the summer when it was hot and they had their
shirts off I would get a hard on looking at their bodies, at the way their
crotches seemed full below the belt. Although they shaved regularly you
always saw them with a three days beard that covered their faces and gave
them an air of masculinity, even a pint of brutality, which they had
none. Their cocks were very similar and also big and uncut, and by the way
they were hard, anything would do to them at that moment, even a cow. But
the perspective of having a warm, wet mouth and a tight ass was much better
for them.

	They stood in front of me and I started to massage their balls, and
I tell you, that felt good. Two hard dicks in my hands and their full of
cum balls as well, I was almost in heaven. I opened my mouth and started
licking the large mushroom shaped head of Fredrik's cock and he tasted
salty and sweet at the same time. I put a hand on his ass and discovered it
to have a thick coating of hair, and his cock... His cock was more than I
could hope for: Long, thick, heavily veined with pre-cum glistening for me,
but he was not completely hard yet. And it smelled like his shorts, sweaty,
musky and like it was covered with dried piss. I looked over at Niklas and
reached over and stroked his very swollen cock and I started to jack on
him, and by the look on his face he was really enjoying the attention I was
giving him. "Take some more down your throat", Fredrik said. I just looked
up and nodded, he then started to push his dick to the back of my throat
and I started to gag. "Relax your throat", he told me, "just relax!" And
soon he could slide his huge cock down my throat with ease. I felt his hand
on the back of my head and heard him whisper, "Suck your brother's cock."
He was so big. He was hard now and I could see thick streams of pre cum
dripping from his cock. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and tried
to swallow everything he had. I knew I was doing a good job and I did not
want to disappoint him. I sucked his giant cock for ages and then took
Niklas' while I jerked Fredrik off, running my hand up and down his saliva
smeared hard cock. I ran my tongue under the piss slit of Niklas' cock and
he moaned. I kept my lips tight so the rim of the cockhead got maximum
friction popping in and out of my almost experienced mouth. Then I
deep-throated a couple thrusts, and concentrated on the head. Then he
spread his legs wide to give me full access to his cock and balls. I took
the hint and took the golf-ball sized nut into my mouth quickly, holding
the thick throbber with one hand while I played with the other nut, trying
to put the finishing edge on the massive boner. Then I returned and
concentrated on the head again. Niklas gasped and started face-fucking me,
one hand on the back of my head so I couldn't back off and said "God, I'm
about to blow my wad in your little hungry mouth, sweetie," he gasped
through moans. "Mmmmmm". I slowly stroked his cock, keeping the edge on his
boner.  "I need you badly. Let me fuck you, little bro. I want to try that
smooth ass of yours too."

	We all got rid of our clothes, kicking them aside, not caring about
anything and laid on the bed of hay. Fredrik was still hard, but was
composed yet, but Niklas was already on fire, I think that he thought this
was his lucky day, instead of a cow pussy he was having a helluva hot mouth
and soft ass. He pulled me into his arms, our cocks rubbing together as he
kissed me. That was new to me, but I learned quickly and that day I behaved
like I never did with my father and uncle Thad. I behaved like a little
slut and they loved it. His beard was rough but felt good on my face. He
held my round full cheeks in both hands, pulling me closer to him. After
letting him squeeze me a while I lowered my head and moved to his cockhead
again, moving my mouth like a pussy, lips tight around the sensitive
edge. Niklas was into fast, rough sex. He was ready to fuck now. "I need
some of that ass sweet baby. On you hands and knees first, I'm gonna eat
out that sweet pussy," he ordered. I got on my knees, head on my folded
arms and ass in the air. He got behind me. "Spread those cheeks for me. God
you got a sweet ass, just like a little girl. Pull those cheeks apart so I
can get my tongue deep up your chute!" he told me and I did as he wanted, I
was enjoying very much his language. The beard was raspy against the tender
skin of my butt-crack as he ate my ass like a pussy, flicking his tongue
over the puckered hole, then shoving it in deeply.

	I was it total ecstasy. "Come here Fredrik, I want to suck your
cock." I begged Fredrik to come over and he did just as I asked. He sat
down in front of me, arms behind him to support him and his legs wide open
and soon I was sucking on his fat, meaty cock (I could not take all of him)
and licking his large balls, running my tongue thru his hairy crotch until
I almost touched his pucker. He closed his eyes and moaned audibly. Niklas
pushed a finger up my asshole, reaming it around to loosen me, then he
pistoned two fingers in and out of my ass. "You're ready for cock now,
kevin?" Niklas asked me. "Yes, fuck my hot pussy please," I begged, neither
of us believing I had said that because Fredrik opened his eyes and looked
at me, studying, I'm sure of that, the little bitch his younger brother had
become. He must have liked it because he pushed my head down onto his
crotch, burying his pole in my throat, and grunted. "Tell me what you want
Kevin," Niklas said as he forced three fingers into my squirming butt. I
pushed back against his fingers, trying to drive them deeper. "I want cock
in me." "Tell me how you want to get fucked, my little brother." "I want
your hot cock up my ass. I want your hot cum pumping in my little butt. I
want to get fucked by you two badly," I said as he pumped my ass like a
bitch in heat, desperate for cock. "Ok little girl, now you moan like a
woman for me while I fuck you. My nuts are full of cum and I'm gonna fuck
that tight little butthole, you hear me little girl?" "Yes Niklas, I'll be
a good girl. I'll take your cock the way you want it," I said, straining my
ass back toward his groin. He held his hips as he positioned his cock at my
asshole. I was reamed out enough so that the tip of his cock slipped in
with very little pressure. I pushed my ass toward him, trying to get more
cock to satisfy my need. "Ah, I can see you want this badly little
brother. You see Fredrik, he wants me to fuck him". He forced his cock past
my sphincter in one strong push. "Ouch, Niklas, please not so hard," I
cried, whimpering, but he worked his cock all the way into my tight, wet,
and very hot rectum as it gripped every inch of his cock, unlike the loose
pussy of the cow he fucked. "You wanted some cock, now you got it bro, you
take it like a woman or like a cow", he yelled and chuckled as he fucked me
like he would a big-titted whore. He took long strokes, pulling all the way
out and ramming it back in, his groin against my cheeks. He grinded his
cock hair into my crack and lodged his now completely swollen cock to full
glory into my rectum. I could feel his head plowing my asshole open and I
whimpered and cried.

	As for Fredrik he was hot himself by now, seeing Niklas deep
fucking me as his cock was sucked and eaten by his younger brother. I went
back to sucking him and he just laid back and I just sucked him deep in to
my throat and he just moaned and said "You suck cock well little
brother. Do you suck our father like this? Does he feed you his horse cock
like this too?" and he held my head as he fucked my mouth and then he said
"I want your ass now." So Niklas pulled out and Fredrik took over and soon
he was fucking me like a piston on super fuel and Niklas came round and
stuck his cock back into my mouth and soon both guys were fucking me either
end in unison. "Oh, yeah, Fredrik, fuck my pussy" I cried out. "You like
it, don't you slut? You like this hard meat up your fucking queer
pussyhole, don't you, you little whore?" "Yes, Fredrik, tear that pussy
up!" He held my hips and started the home stretch, long, fast, hard
strokes, keeping a steady friction, and thru grunts and moans he began to
cum. I could feel shots moving through his hard cock and exploding inside
my ass, which became slick as he pumped it full of cum, white froth oozing
around his cock as he continued pumping. Then he pushed it all the way in
and enjoyed the last throes of the orgasm. I was panting, Niklas' cock
momentarily forgotten still inside my mouth, then he got up as Fredrik
slowly removed his cock from my ass, which was dripping cum, rolled me over
and pushed my legs back to my chest. I put my arms around his neck, lifted
my head up and captured a nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it,
then biting, then flicking, turning him crazy. He shoved his cock up my
slick hole and began to long-cock me. He straddled one of my legs and
lifted the other high, reaming deeper than he had before. I groaned at this
deep penetration, but the head scraping past my prostate overcame any pain
of the invasion.

	Niklas looked deep into my eyes, his cock embedded deep in my wet
sloppy hole, and kissed me deeply as he worked his cock up and down into
me. I was panting with his entire weight crushing down on me as he gave a
sigh and a strong hunch of his buttocks. "Ah, yeah, Kevin, take my cock up
your ass." His fingers ran into my hair, and then over my shoulders in a
gently stroking motion. His cock was harder than ever now. He gave a low,
lusty groan and plunged it in my ass again. His balls pressed against my
butt. "Oh, God, Kevin, now...!" He said and the sound of his husky voice,
plus his pleasure sounds in my ears, the feeling of his warm symbol of
masculinity in my ass and his smelling broke the dam inside of me and I
began to cum, spewing not many drops of cum over my body and hay around,
trembling from head to toe. My ass began to chew his cock tighter and he
let it go too. Bellowing like an enraged lion, his hands tightened on my
body and then clamped onto my shoulders, and held me down on his cock
tight, shoving the entire length into me, and he humped upwards into me,
hard, fast strokes that pummeled my hole, almost tearing me apart, roared,
and his jism spewed into my hole. He was lost in his rapture, and he
groaned, twitched, spasmed, and it was over and he was limp and drained
completely dry. I looked up at Niklas' face, all sweaty and exhausted and
soft, and I looked right into his eyes as he leaned over and kissed me
again tenderly and he slowly withdrew his flaccid and swollen cock from my
overfucked ass.

	While we were still there, trying to put ourselves together, my
uncle roared above us, telling us that we should be taking care of the
animals and not of ourselves. None of us startled or something like that,
although we began to get up, but I looked at uncle Thad and saw that he was
growing a bulge in his pants and asked him if he needed my help too. He
looked at me, saw that I was all sweaty and he probably saw a few puddles
of cum on the hay and then he saw the cow still in the pen and said that
he'd better use the cow since I was overstuffed down there. "But you can
help me here with the cow, Kevin. Move over here." He said as he climbed
the bale of hay and fumbled with his fly. He called out for Fredrik and
told him to raise the cow's tail. When he dragged his cock out it was still
semi-hard and he motioned me to approach. "Take it, Kevin, give it some
incentive with your mouth, make it harder. " There was no need for me to
get on my knees since he was higher than me and I simply got closer and
buried his cock in my mouth and sucked it eagerly. He grunted and his cock
got harder immediately and he fucked my mouth for a while. Then he
retrieved his cock from my mouth, said that he could easily cum there if I
kept sucking him, turned around and shoved it to the hilt into the cow's
pussy and began moving back and forth, holding the iron rail to steady
himself as he plowed that loose pussy with his cock. I was horny already
and kept staring real close at his fucking cock disappearing into the cow's
pussy. In less than five minutes he began to grunt louder and he still
shoved his cock three more times before stopping altogether, his asscheeks
flexing together, his hips thrust forward and he came into the cow's
pussy. Without waiting much he pulled his cock out, leaving a trail of
white goo oozing out of the cunt, and turned to me. "Come here Kevin", he
said and putting his hand on my head, pulled me closer to him again. His
cock was slimy and still leaking cum and he smeared it on my face, over my
eyes, nose, chin to, finally, insert it in my mouth again. I was so aroused
that I didn't think it was gross and simply took it into my mouth and
tasted the last weak drops of his cum as I licked it clean of cum and cow
juice.

	When his cock was totally withdrawn again he put it in his pants
and we all put our clothes on again and finished what we should have done
by now. "By the way", uncle said, "I came here just to tell you that dinner
is ready and your father is waiting for you guys. He asked me to see what
had happened when you didn't appear. Haven't you noticed that it's late?
You better recompose yourselves before you show up in front of him". And he
turned on his heels and left. Niklas asked if I could visit him that night
in his room and Fredrik told that he'd be there too. I said that I would
but that it had to be before bedtime and they had to be quick. They laughed
and said that was a deal.

I still want to know your opinion. Please email me.
Thanks,
Kevin